Datang god-level small farmer

Chapter 83

As soon as he saw Liu Zian, Cheng Chubi and others following behind, the first thought that came to mind was:
"It must be this guy's complaint again!"

Sparks almost burst out in everyone's eyes, but they all had to stand obediently and be scolded by the old masters with their rulers.

"Sleep late in the daytime, all of you, do you still have the awareness of being a member of the Imperial College? You are wasting your time, indulging and depraving..."

The old gentleman was heartbroken one by one, and the students of the Imperial College were all heartbroken.

"I'm so stupid, really, why did I believe Liu Zian's words at that time—"

Why is there an artifact for copying books? It’s never too late to copy after waking up. It’s all about routines, routines!

Liu Zi'an saw that the old gentleman was waving the ruler in his hand, as if he had become addicted to training, this would work, what if he accidentally hurt his classmates?
He hurried forward and grabbed Yan Fuzi's waving arm.

"Master, it's fine to scare and scare, but you can't really fight—"

Yan Fuzi was a little confused, I didn't want to fight again.

But if you persuade me like this, won't it show that I am not strict in discipline if I don't hit him twice?
"Zian, back off now, don't pull me, I have to teach them a lesson today—"

Liu Zian didn't pull one, and Yan Fuzi's ruler was pulled down with a snap.A fat man with a white face, who was bowing his head and ears to pretend to be a dead dog, yelled out his throat.

The voice was so miserable, it was shocking to hear, and weeping when I heard it.

The old gentlemen immediately felt ashamed. Mr. Yan is still a high-minded man, and a strict teacher produces high-level disciples. If these brats don't fight, won't they go to heaven?
We must not change our minds, right?
The old masters who realize that they are "weak-hearted" are ruthless in their actions.

When Liu Zian saw it, he couldn't help but gasped, and hurried forward to pull.

"I can't fight anymore, I can't fight anymore, just scare and scare—"

"Zian, you don't need to intercede with them. If you don't let them have a longer memory today, they don't know what they will degenerate into—"

Liu Zian is also very helpless, the old masters want to fight, we can't persuade them.

"Well, Chu Bi, you guys should go to the residence and get some ice cubes back—— who, Brother Hou, right? Please go outside and buy some wound medicine, well, the money is mine——"

When Hou Deyi heard it, who did he look down on, who did he look down on, and said this in front of so many teachers and classmates!
"Brother Zi'an, what did you say, how can you let you pay this money, little brother -"

Hou Deyi ran out without saying a word.

Cheng Chubi and the others also turned around and ran to get ice cubes. This scene always made them shudder and remind them of some bad memories...

Liu Zian worked much harder.

He has to fight, right, a dozen old masters.

To see who is dying of exhaustion, I stepped forward to pull and persuade a few words, but the old masters are so stubborn, the more they pull, the more vigorous they are, what can I do?
The poor kids in the Guozijian had been whipped miserably, each and every one of them was so pumped that their butts were about to bloom, and they cried bitterly.

As they get older, they can't help tossing, they can't hold on to such a high-intensity labor of beating people, and they will be too tired to lift the ruler after a while...

How can you sit idly by when your classmates are in trouble?
We are such a warm-hearted person.

Liu Zian rolled up his sleeves without saying a word.

Level [-] medical skill is more than enough to treat this kind of skin trauma.

At the beginning, everyone was a little resistant to him and unwilling to accept his treatment, but when Liu Zian slapped him, they became honest.Some of them were unsteady, and subconsciously stretched out their heads and rubbed against him...

Guozijian originally relied on the East Market, and it was very convenient to buy ice cubes and gold sore medicine. When he was busy slapping his hands, Cheng Chubi and the others came back with their things.

Cold compress, debridement, kiln, that is a smooth movement, each movement seems to be repeated countless times, professional, accurate and efficient!

The old master who was proficient in medicine was taken aback for a while.

At this moment, these unlucky children who have been beaten have finally accepted the reality. They can be healed and relieve their pain.

"Experience +1, experience +2, experience +3..."

Seeing the imaginary numbers rise up in his mind, Liu Zian couldn't help but smile, and even the movements of his hands couldn't help being a little gentle.

They are all good classmates!

Looking at Liu Zian, who was sweating from the busy schedule, but full of smiles, with a gentle voice and gentle movements, the old gentlemen of the Guozijian were very moved.

Doctors are kind!

Such a good boy with a warm heart!
Those unlucky children who were beaten, their minds were a little shaken at this moment.There's no way, Liu Zian's smile from the heart, and his serious approach can't be faked.

"Could it be that I wronged him..."

"Look at yourselves, and look at Liu Zian, shouldn't you feel ashamed? Ah - you must reflect on yourself when you look back, reflect on yourself, and think about where you went wrong..."

The old master Kong Yingda is doing ideological work for everyone with all his heart, just using a ruler to draw can't solve the problem, right, the key is to do ideological work.The group of brats who were being beaten secretly glanced at Liu Zian, their emotions were beyond words.

"Yesterday, Mr. Yan suggested that everyone should work harder. I feel very good. You see, the reason why Zi'an is so good is because he is a descendant of the farm family, and he personally cultivated the fields..."

The old gentleman clattered, quoted scriptures, and talked for a long time. Only when the group of brats were on the verge of tottering, he led a group of exhausted old masters out with their backs aching with their rulers in their hands.

Liu Zian looked at the attribute panel in his mind, and his teeth hurt from tangling.

At this time, the experience value of the first level of medical skills is still seven points away, but the wounded is gone!
This is to die of obsessive-compulsive disorder, or what.

"How to do how to do?"

In order to gather experience, even the injuries on Hou Deyi's body were re-treated.

He looked at the staff members of the Imperial College who had already bandaged up, and then at the old master of the Imperial College whose footsteps were a bit flimsy, and suddenly his heart moved, and he rushed forward with one stride.

"Kong Jijiu, take a step slowly!"

At this time, the old gentlemen of the Guozijian had a good impression of Liu Zian, and they all stopped and looked over.

"Gentlemen are cultivating talents for the country. You have worked so hard just now! The students can't express their inner admiration. They happen to be proficient in a little medical skills. They are willing to massage and activate blood for the gentlemen, stretch their muscles and bones, so as to avoid blood stasis, back pain... "

After Liu Zian finished speaking, before the old masters refused, he rushed over and massaged away.

Hey - it worked!
Looking at a floating experience +1, Liu Zian couldn't help showing a happy smile on his face.

"What a good boy!"

(End of this chapter)